: April in Paris Who can I run to What have you done to my heart April in Paris Chestnuts is blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris This
it face to face I never new my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris
April in Paris Who can I run to What have you done to my heart April in Paris Chestnuts is blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris This
with you In a small cafe in Athens You said you loved me too And it was April in Paris When I first held you close to me Rome, Georgia, Athens, Texas And Paris
style, Says little but speaks volumes with a smile With a sparkle in her eye, she takes me by the hand 'Let us take a walk, I'll answer all I can.' Jamie: April, 1358...Paris
love with you In a small cafe in Athens you said you loved me too And it was April in Paris when I first held you close to me Rome, Georgia... Athens, Texas... and Paris
love with you In a small cafe in Athens you said you loved me too And it was April in Paris when I first held you close to me Rome, Georgia, Athens, Texas and Paris
love with you In a small cafe in Athens You said you loved me too And it was April in Paris When I first held you close to me Rome, Georgia, Athens, Texas And Paris
Cut the drop bells what's rolling And our hearts sang on Was it the spell of Paris Or the April dawn Who knows if we shall meet again But when the morning
Cathedral bells were tolling And our hearts sang on Was it the spell of Paris Or the April dawn? Who knows If we shall make it? But when the morning
un gosse de paris Sa seule famille etait sa mere Une pauvre fille aux grands yeux fletris Par le chagrin et la misere It was a kid a boy from paris
Cathedral bells were tolling and our hearts sang on Was it the spell of Paris or the April dawn? Who knows if we shall meet again But when the morning
30th of April Seems like yesterday Bought a house above the ocean Where our kids could laugh and play I called you from paris To tell you that I Wrote
Cathedral bells were tolling and our hearts sang on Oh, was it the spell of Paris or the April dawn? Who knows, if we shall meet again? But when the morning
? Why did you leave me? Darling, I know love is so hard to find What a difference a night makes, tell me Is this the last dance? It's April in Paris,
grows you are Everything that's young and gay, brighter than a holiday Everywhere the angels play you are You're like Paris in April and May You're New
do away with April Leave no space, so there's no trace of April Couldn't they take March And make it twice as long 'Cause when April finds me April